Boboritto - Bobo's Scrap Collection

Can't get the dream I had this weekend out of my head. The gorgeous gold glow everything seemed to have, like everything was perfect. How happy dream-me was. The fact that I was a girl in said dream. I was older, sure. But she was happy, and the world was full of light and hope.

sorry your kid wouldnt stop naming pokemon in order so we had to flatten em into a sheet of lasagna

Technically adopted him from the streets but this is Binky. Whenever he vocalizes he makes a point of staring directly into my eyes, he will then tense his entire body as if his screams demand the eldritch gods come into our plane of existence by using his body as the gateway.

Imagine getting a cat from an animal shelter and deciding to pick the very sweet and gentle one who hasn't made a single sound the whole time you're there, and being told "yeah she doesn't meow like other cats do", and then when you say "oh it's ok, I don't mind a cat who isn't very vocal!" the shelter's people look at you like they're about to say something but decide against it.

And then you bring your kitty home and the first time she wants your attention, she opens her mouth and the sound that comes out is a low, soothing but abnormally long continuous tune that you can only describe as something between mongolian throat singing and a didgeridoo.

My flesh and blood

imagine meeting god and they're just some fucking guy.

cat fight

#a polaroid of me apparently

putting a polaroid of you on my unhinged conspiracy board and linking you with a red string to a post it note that just says "gay"